THE DUSKY-LEAF MONKEY

The dusky-leaf monkey, he came from afar,

curled up in the lid of a cinnamon jar.

He sailed the pale ocean on lily-moon beams,

to sprinkle our noses with sweet-smelling dreams.

And now the foul night-smelling ghosts are no more!

O lavender pillows! O peppermint snores!

It’s wonderful what the wee monkey one did,

our dusky-leaf friend, in a cinnamon lid!

                                                                                    

From Monkey Shines: Night Poems, an unpublished collection of poetry for children.

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